Tag Archives: Golden Retreivers
The Paper
Darn you, Joan of Arc, for leaving me in charge. I’m at my ENT’s, a nice, middle-aged man who wears a yarmulke but claims, he’s not religious. It’s a pleasant office with framed pictures of angels in flight, along with … Continue reading
All That Is Golden
I just came back from paying a shiva call for Atticus Goldring, the 14 year-old Golden Retriever, Mattie and Roy, my former neighbors, lost over the weekend. Atti was riddled with arthritis, barely able to walk, so they took him … Continue reading
Pooped
There’s a man who fast walks in the park with a beautiful golden retriever he lets off her leash. She runs like a colt, jumping in and out of the bushes, greeting you like a Campfire Girl. The glitch? She … Continue reading
Stop That Dog
I’m happy to say spring is finally here deciding to stay awhile. Despite my joy, with the exception of a couple layers, I’m still more or less dressed for winter, at least running wise. I have so many things going … Continue reading
The Observer
I constantly watch people. Not in an intrusive way…it’s more merely paying attention to one’s surroundings. Today I was walking across the park and witnessed two very sweet things. The first was a mother and her, no more than 2 … Continue reading
Should I Or Shouldn’t I?
I sometimes find it very hard to mind my own business, you know, like Gladys Kravitz. I’ve definitely gotten better but every once in a while I slip. The big question is always, when is it appropriate to butt in … Continue reading